Meme: Quotes

[crimson_sister]

There seems to have been a lot of memes lately, but I'm in a mood for one and I don't think we've done this one since September 2015, so:

Here's how this works: tag in (under the appropriate journal) with canon quotes from your characters. No (or little) context, just the quotes -- individually if you want, or several in one comment.

People can tag in to those threads and either guess the context/situation, or ask you what it's about, or just comment on the quotes. This way we can all have a little amusement, dork about our canon a little, and maybe get in a little canon pimping on the side.

As always, don't forget to keep checking in and see what new stuff's gone up!

Comments

[cracksmostly]

Merrill: Certainly your people have stories about the Dalish. No?
Fenris: My people?
Merrill: The elves in Tevinter. They must have heard of us.
Fenris: They've heard. They just don't care.
Merrill: But if they ran away, the Dalish would help them.
Fenris: You might as well say, "If they flew into the sky, they could live in the clouds."
Merrill: What would they eat in the clouds? There's nothing there but fluff and the occasional bird.
Fenris: This is why nobody takes the Dalish seriously.

Merrill: Isabela? Um... I think we've been here before. We've passed that same cracked tile six times now.
Isabela: Andraste's granny-panties! I knew things were going too smoothly!
Merrill: Does Andraste really wear granny-panties? How do you know all these things?
Isabela: (Sighs) Come on, Kitten. Let's see if we can find the entrance and start again.

Anders: Do the Dalish ever have fancy parties? I always imagined they celebrated most big occasions by eating mushrooms and acorns. And maybe dancing naked around a campfire.
Merrill: You know, I was wondering when the naked dancing was going to start. And the human sacrifice. I mean, you just can't throw a decent party without kidnapping a human child and offering her entrails to the sky gods.
Anders: Really?
Merrill: No.

Merrill: You remind me of Hahren Paivel, Varric. Only younger. And shorter. And not as serious.
Varric: So it's a close resemblance, then.
Merrill: Well, he tells stories. And you tell stories. Although none of his begin, "No shit, there I was."
Varric: I'll have to give him some better stories, then.

Merrill: If your city was stolen, why didn't you just call the guards?
Sebastian: I'm afraid the matter can't be handled by guards, Merrill.
Merrill: Aveline could help you! She's very good at making thieves give things back. I think it's because she's so tall.
Sebastian: This is beyond even Aveline's power, I'm sorry to say.
Merrill: Are you sure? Have you seen her hit people?
Aveline: I can hear every word you're saying.

Bethany: So, is the Keeper... your mother?
Merrill: I left my clan when I was a child to become Marethari's First. I haven't seen my parents in more than ten years.
Bethany: I'm so sorry! My father died in the Blight. You must really miss them.
Merrill: I remember my mother singing to me, when I was a little girl and I'd get sick. I think that's what I miss the most. The Keeper has a terrible singing voice.

[crimson_sister]

Awww, Merrill. I love her.